One of my greatest joys can forgetting time. I am not referring to getting so wrapped up in something that you lose track of time. I mean living in the sense that knowing the time is not important. It seems nearly impossible for me to do this. My life is build around a schedule (and needs to be at this point in my life). There is even a schedule when I go on retreats.
I sat in on a class a while back in which the teacher was discussing false gods. He said that most of us seem to worship Cronos (Time). We are forever looking at the time. When there is not clock in the room we tend to become uneasy (especially students). I think that this is because knowing the time can help us cope with the day by giving us the sense that we hold some control over what happens to us (or at least we can predict what will happen next); it can be a touchstone we turn to for a sense of comfort and security. While I do not call this worship, it does seem that we can rely on knowing the time to the extent that it gives us a false sense of security. I think this is what he was referring to when he called time a false god.
I think that when I am at peace with God and know God’s love, I have a better perspective on time. In these moments I often do not have a compulsive need to check the time. In those moments all is well, and I am not longing or looking for the next thing that will come along, and so I can forget time.
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